This week there has been a long to-do list. I've done my best to ignore most of it, and stitched on this instead. The scraps were in the bottom of the basket, under and in the tangle of threads. Snippets that I can't throw out, but are too small to keep in piles. One by one, I pulled th...

This week there has been a long to-do list. I've done my best to ignore most of it, and stitched on this instead. The scraps were in the bottom of the basket, under and in the tangle of threads. Snippets that I can't throw out, but are too small to keep in piles. One by one, I pulled th...

This week there has been a long to-do list. I've done my best to ignore most of it, and stitched on this instead. The scraps were in the bottom of the basket, under and in the tangle of threads. Snippets that I can't throw out, but are too small to keep in piles. One by one, I pulled th...

This week there has been a long to-do list. I've done my best to ignore most of it, and stitched on this instead. The scraps were in the bottom of the basket, under and in the tangle of threads. Snippets that I can't throw out, but are too small to... Continue reading

There was storm painting in watercolor class today. I'm running a bit on empty these days. School, home . . . technical difficulties inside and out. There was a lovely half hour with kindergarteners yesterday . . . making Valentines. I started singing- "You Are My Sunshine...

There was storm painting in watercolor class today. I'm running a bit on empty these days. School, home . . . technical difficulties inside and out. There was a lovely half hour with kindergarteners yesterday . . . making Valentines. I started singing- "You Are My Sunshine...

There was storm painting in watercolor class today. I'm running a bit on empty these days. School, home . . . technical difficulties inside and out. There was a lovely half hour with kindergarteners yesterday . . . making Valentines. I started singing- "You Are My Sunshine...

There was storm painting in watercolor class today. I'm running a bit on empty these days. School, home . . . technical difficulties inside and out. There was a lovely half hour with kindergarteners yesterday . . . making Valentines. I started singing- "You Are My Sunshine...

I love the flow of cloth. That it's nature. as a medium, is to hold movement. And silk, well, silk is the queen of flow. It can get away from you. Or you can just go with it. Silk used to intimidate me. I was afraid. We were fighting. But now I might say I encourage it. The flow. It helps me d...

Thank you, Dee. I seem to bounce back & forth.
It's K.'s family thing- you dice bacon, cook it up, break it up more, into little bits & then pour waffle batter into the waffle maker & sprinkle it on top before cooking. The guys like it with syrup, I love it with marmalade.

I went a little all over the place with this one. Layers and layers, bursting with blooms, stars, stitches, and lots of Deb's rainbowed threads (I just can't call them "dirty" as she does). The sun was out today, it's still cold, but bright, so I was able to really stitch, there wa...

There was storm painting in watercolor class today. I'm running a bit on empty these days. School, home . . . technical difficulties inside and out. There was a lovely half hour with kindergarteners yesterday . . . making Valentines. I started singing- "You Are My Sunshine", "Love Is Something... Continue reading

I went a little all over the place with this one. Layers and layers, bursting with blooms, stars, stitches, and lots of Deb's rainbowed threads (I just can't call them "dirty" as she does). The sun was out today, it's still cold, but bright, so I was able to really stitch, there wa...

I went a little all over the place with this one. Layers and layers, bursting with blooms, stars, stitches, and lots of Deb's rainbowed threads (I just can't call them "dirty" as she does). The sun was out today, it's still cold, but bright, so I was able to really stitch, there wa...

I went a little all over the place with this one. Layers and layers, bursting with blooms, stars, stitches, and lots of Deb's rainbowed threads (I just can't call them "dirty" as she does). The sun was out today, it's still cold, but bright, so I was able to really stitch, there wa...

I went a little all over the place with this one. Layers and layers, bursting with blooms, stars, stitches, and lots of Deb's rainbowed threads (I just can't call them "dirty" as she does). The sun was out today, it's still cold, but bright, so I was able to really stitch, there wa...

I went a little all over the place with this one. Layers and layers, bursting with blooms, stars, stitches, and lots of Deb's rainbowed threads (I just can't call them "dirty" as she does). The sun was out today, it's still cold, but bright, so I was able to really stitch, there wa...

I went a little all over the place with this one. Layers and layers, bursting with blooms, stars, stitches, and lots of Deb's rainbowed threads (I just can't call them "dirty" as she does). The sun was out today, it's still cold, but bright, so I was able to really stitch, there wa...

I went a little all over the place with this one. Layers and layers, bursting with blooms, stars, stitches, and lots of Deb's rainbowed threads (I just can't call them "dirty" as she does). The sun was out today, it's still cold, but bright, so I was able to really... Continue reading

sew spin seed star scissors story sustainability slow silence sing school sauce; so many stellar words to select from. Sustainability. Finding a balance (the right mix, not necessarily equal) that allows something to thrive and grow. I wondered if posting everyday was sustainable for me? Some d...

The dark blue scrap was leftover from a boat making. There must be a lot of these in the basket. Never noticed the hint of a heart before. And remembering the "boy hearts" piece started years ago . . . it's in a stack, unfinished, somewhere. Started in the middle of a time when I...

The dark blue scrap was leftover from a boat making. There must be a lot of these in the basket. Never noticed the hint of a heart before. And remembering the "boy hearts" piece started years ago . . . it's in a stack, unfinished, somewhere. Started in the middle of a time when I...

One of the words I cherish most is resiliency, the ability to cope and survive, both on an environmental level and an emotional level. Resiliency speaks of flexibility and learning to work with what is available. It’s about survival. Resiliency resembles sustainability but is not quite the same....

The dark blue scrap was leftover from a boat making. There must be a lot of these in the basket. Never noticed the hint of a heart before. And remembering the "boy hearts" piece started years ago . . . it's in a stack, unfinished, somewhere. Started in the middle... Continue reading